"That’s ridiculous. If you’re addicted to me, all you had to do was ask. I’d let you drink from me whenever and as much as you wanted. You know that."
"I won’t take advantage of you. I can’t drink your blood forever, Nadia."
"You can if I allow it. And I do."
"You don’t understand what you’re allowing."
"I understand exactly what I’m allowing, Viktor Murdock. I trust you enough not to bleed me dry. I like it when you bite me. I like knowing I have that effect on you, that my blood is your vitality. And hearing the sounds you make when you feed from me…"
"Nadia," he growled my name, looking at me as if I were driving a stake straight through his chest. "You’re not going to make this easy for me, are you?"
"Never."
Because Viktor needed to know he wasn’t taking advantage of me. That I
